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"Of course!" Seeing that she was a little displeased, Zhuo Yifan became even more arrogant, as if he was deliberately breaking her unchallengeable authority.

"Tell me about it. Mu Lingqiao's face was micro-boarded, with a needle-point to Mai Mang.

"Hehe......" Zhuo Yifan smiled in order to ease the stiff atmosphere: "They are escalators, stepping stones, compared to people like you, don't you need them?"

"What do you mean by that?" said the wood spirit with some anger.

"Nothing interesting?" Zhuo Yifan shook his head and continued: "It's just a casual talk, and it doesn't mean anything else." ”

Hearing Zhuo Yifan's ambiguous words, Mu Ling naturally understood what he meant.

Seeing Mu Lingqiao staring at him with a slightly pale face, Zhuo Yifan pretended to be relaxed and said: "You won't be angry, right! I really didn't expect that you are also like ordinary women, you will be angry when you disagree." ”

"Who said I was angry?" Mu Ling's slightly pale cheeks suddenly rose with a smile, although it was stiff and unnatural, it was indeed a smile.

Seeing the frozen atmosphere, warmed by his words just now, Zhuo Yifan secretly exhaled, if it weren't for that, he really didn't know how to end it.

"Aren't there three kinds?" Zhuo Yifan then changed the topic, because the wood spirit was shorter than Zhuo Yifan, he lowered his head slightly and said, "What about the third type?"

"The third type is the dead man, the dead man!" she said, and a charming smile bloomed on her cheeks.

I don't know if this is to avenge Zhuo Yifan's unreasonableness to herself just now, or if there is really such a statement, she laughed very happily anyway.

However, all this brought another feeling to Zhuo Yifan, which also caught Zhuo Yifan off guard.

Her sweet smiling face and silver bell-like whisper were diametrically opposed to just now, which made Zhuo Yifan feel like a spring breeze, and his whole heart was warm, and it seemed that he suddenly returned to the scene where he met him for the first time.

It was when he ran away from home and encountered a carriage on the road, which happened to be affected by the strong wind, and the carriage suddenly stopped.

Sand and dust filled the sky, and there was chaos around him, which also made Zhuo Yifan have to lean over and dismount.

Covering his snort and stepping forward, he walked past the carriage and found that her curtain had been rolled up, and a pink cheek, which could be said to be flawless white jade, and two slightly erected willow eyebrows, were gently raised above a pair of apricot eyes.

Those charming eyes were staring at him with a smile on their faces.

???? Touching eyes, sweet smile......

It was no different from this time, which made him slightly distracted, and his thoughts were drawn far away.

However, all this came too fast, and changed too quickly, and his past beauty, even if it was only for a moment, was like a soldering iron, deeply seared into his memory.

However, just as he was thinking about all this, another picture broke his heart fiercely.

"Look, the result you want is out!" said Mu Ling, pointing to the crowd outside the window.

Hearing the sound, Zhuo Yifan hurriedly collected his mind and looked out the window.

At this time, I saw Xu San surrounded by a group of women, and those women, graceful and delicate, were those charming and enchanting women by the pool.

Some people say that if you are drunk and die in flowers, the gods will not die. Such a heart-warming scene is exciting for everyone, but this is not the case with Xu San at this moment.

In the face of the women, the lotus wrist flicked lightly, the plump buttocks moved slightly, the slender onion fingers, and stroked the snow-white jade skin.

However, knowing the truth, he didn't have the slightest desire at this time, except for fear in his head, he was afraid of these women, and he ran up to bite himself.

For Zhuo Yifan, who was standing on the windowsill of the small building, he was already familiar with the scene in front of him.

These bloodthirsty women appeared in front of him again, and he had some feelings of reproduction.

When the women below were entangled around Xu San's delicate posture, Mu Lingyu's arm was raised, and the gentle faces of those women suddenly became hideous.

They rushed towards Xu San, their sharp fingers were torn and scratched, and Xu San, who was curled up on the ground, was quickly injured, the clothes on his body were messy, and there were holes torn from his fingertips everywhere.

And the red blood, with the open wound, seeped outward, staining the entire body and clothing.

If it flows too much, it will penetrate the clothes, and a drop of red blood will hang down and drop on the white stone slab, and the blood will crack instantly, like a red plum blooming on the snow, blooming in the cold.

It's a pity that it's not a red plum, it's as bright as a flower, but it has no fragrance, only a strong smell of blood.

Such an eye-catching scene, but it can't impress the people who appreciate the flowers, for Zhuo Yifan, he clenched his fists tightly, as if this little bit of red color came from his body, making his heart ache faintly.

However, it was a different scene for Mu Ling and those women, and Mu Ling smiled, as if what she saw was the real Lamei Douhan picture.

And the women, even crazier than she was, sucked the smell of blood, and enjoyed it with great pleasure, like bees swirling among the flowers, and only the fragrance could intoxicate them.

In the same way, only blood can intoxicate them.

Looking at everyone looking at him with greedy eyes, Xu San, who was scarred, had no strength to resist at this time.

"Ahh......h

The women roared, and soon pounced, like a vicious wolf pounced, biting it into a bloody blur, sucking the trickle of blood, they were unusually irritable and excited.

This is the bloodthirsty rakshasa of Tianxiang Pavilion, which releases the animalistic nature of a person through the essence blood of a human (the young man's neck blood is excellent), thereby increasing his potential strength.

Looking at the performance of the women, Mu Ling smiled extremely proudly, as if this was an extremely wonderful thing.

However, Zhuo Yifan was disgusted, he quickly turned around, and walked to the bed in a trance, this kind of extremely demonic and bloody thing is not the first time he has done this.

"You don't need to do this, use this method against him, it can be said that he is to blame. Mu Ling's eyes glowed with a cold light, and said, "Whoever let them move me, I just want them to know, and if they offend me, they won't end well!"

Obviously, the beautiful pictures in the past were all fake, and this is her true face, this extremely ethereal, but very real picture, has been repeatedly sunk in Zhuo Yifan's memory.

Looking at Zhuo Yifan's strange expression, Mu Ling couldn't understand his feelings at all, and at this moment of confusion, a person suddenly came in a hurry from outside the door.

Someone came in, Mu Ling hurriedly looked at her, and then the woman looked hurried, did not stop, but walked directly towards her.